Twiggy's POV
More school. When will it end. I drag myself up from my bed. Thanks to insomnia I haven't slept in a week. This thing with Marilyn and Daisy eats me alive. Everything has been getting more bleak for me. I haven't seen Marilyn at school for over a week and I have been avoiding Daisy. My depression said hello to me again and is staying with me along the ride. I walk to my dresser and pop two more pills. I don't bother dressing in something different. I grab my rusty lunchbox and lug myself over to school for another day of shit.
"Jeordie!" I recognize the voice of Daisy. I try to walk past the usual spot at the tree but he gets up and tugs my arm. He grips my shoulders tightly. "Jeordie, you look- lifeless." He says in a sorrow tone. I frown an look into his eyes.
"You finally get the fucking idea." I say and push him. He watches me as I walk away.
I'm tired of all of this. I knew I should have never agreed to move here, or become friends with anyone. It's all a waste. Perhaps I'm being dramatic? No. It's not being dramatic, it's just the way I'm reacting to all of this. I barge into the restroom. I sit on the floor in a stall. I open up my lunchbox carefully. And there it is. Staring at me. A tiny bottle of antidepressants. Am I really about to do this? All of this for what? For some drama? No. It's not just that. It's everything. Everything is going fucking wrong. I press my legs down more to where it's now touching the cold tile. This is it. No turning back, I'm going to do this.
I reach for the bottle and I pop it open. The sound echoes in the bathroom. This is for all the people who have made fun of me. This is for all the people who have hurt. And finally, this is for me being a fuck up.
I pour many pills onto my hand. I don't care how many there are. There more, the better. I do one by one. I place one on my tongue. I close my mouth, and I swallow. Another. And another. After about ten my vision gets blurry. Very blurry. I keep going.
"I'm sorry," I whimper. Everything turns into nothing and I can no longer feel.
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